Luyện nghe bài hát U Mad (Young Luxenberg Club Edit)

Ooh I don't need either
Ooh don't wanna talk it
Ooh I don't, like I don't know nobody
Like I know nobody
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

Oh oh, she gon' be mad right? Ain't too bad, right?
Wanna catch cab, right? Take back that bag, right?
I guess that she gon' go buy herself that purse
I'm back on my Chicago shit and this aint what you want. Shout out to Lil
I'm the villain, no really I'm just
Tryna these 20s, 50s, hundreds, millions, to the ceilin'
Mary, all I need, pussy, money, weed
And all my in doubles, I'm at the DoubleTree
All I hear hoes callin' out wildin', on the road every day
We everywhere, any day and that the money say
No questions, no please, just on your knees
Blow, don't sneeze, bitch shut up, don't
Gasp, on the gas, 'til I crash, said that nigga mashed
All praise to Allah, not Ramadan but these bitches
Fuck in the party, up her skirt, then skrr
Who I forgot her name

Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh like I don't, like I don't know
Ooh like, ooh I don't know nobody
Like I don't nobody, like I don't know nobody
(Oh you mad, huh?)
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

There go another
In so much, man I should've went to law school
brawlin', it was all cool
'Til I hit the bartender with the
I don't fuck with fake wearin' fake trues
I just talked to 2 and he said, "tru"
I like MJ, I'm in his shoes
I'm Montell Jordan, this is how we do
Bust a nigga head and I lay low
These ass-water, get the Drano
She ain't really bad, she a photo
I hire this bitch, she so damn good at Photoshop
That Lexapro got me drowsy a heart attack
I think they finally think they got me they want me at
I got seven emails in my inbox
What mean? I ain't callin' nobody back

Ooh like I don't, like I don't know
Ooh like I don't, like I don't know
Ooh like, ooh I don't know nobody
Like I don't know nobody, like I don't know
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

I be catchin' too many stares evening, God fearin' but God knows I'm on a roll
At the Louvre in Paris, still be on the like a corner store
Ain't my fault you ain't the man, made a plan, man it was
They sleeping on me like long flights, I pop a Xan on the way to
Paparazzi like, "oh him!", pour that gin, let's get faded
Drinkin' like it's no tomorrow, what's I'm in the Matrix
Hater, please let me live my life, to God I be tryna do right
But if she bad I hit a bitch in the elevator like Ray Rice
Uh, y'all pay the price, I pay the difference, it's different
money, ain't nothin' different, gunshots and jumpin' fences
Hold on I'm tryna get loose, don't get shit confused
Ask Don C, I've been lit, this 'Ye shit lit the fuse
Now I'm on fire, go quiet (sshhh)
Like where was you last week? My the fuck was you hidin'?
I was laying on my arm I'm on my side
South side, I'm down to start a

Ooh like I don't, like I don't know
Ooh I don't, like I don't know nobody
Ooh like, ooh I don't know nobody
Like I don't know nobody, like I don't know
(Oh you mad, huh?)
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)